Climax

The following week felt like a race against time as Alison and Henry prepared to confront Mark. The tension between them had only intensified, fueled by unspoken feelings and the imminent danger looming over them. With each passing day, Alison felt the weight of her secret pressing heavier against her chest, threatening to crush her resolve.

The day of the planned surveillance arrived, and Alison could hardly contain her anxiety. She had spent the night pacing, torn between the need to protect Henry and the fear of exposing her own duplicity. Now, as she stood outside the conference room where the meeting would take place, her heart raced. She could hear the muffled sounds of conversation within, the stakes higher than ever.

Henry arrived, his expression determined but anxious. "Are you ready?" he asked, searching her face for any sign of doubt.

Alison nodded, forcing a smile. "Let's do this."